Poems (Merrill)/Farewell to the San

by Clara A. Merrill

FAREWELL TO THE SAN

To Dr. N.:—My stay here has been quite extended,  And many long months now are gone; But soon my sojourn must be ended,  For now I 'm not sick with the "Con."My heart may have an " affection"— Yet do not imagine I'm ill,—For I'm sure that, in case of detection  It would baffle your medical skill.

The "Microbe" lies hidden, tho closely you scan,  Yet it lives! Now, sad to relate; One grievance exsists which I owe to the San— Oh dear, I have gained so in weight! No more like a fairy am I.—Yet 'tis true  It is lovely to come here and rest,—It's a fine place to thrive—For see, even you Are not very small round the vest!

Oh no! and if ever I meet with a friend Who is built on the skeleton plan And wishes some fat on the ribs, I intend  To tell him to come to the San! I'm sorry to leave Greenwood Mt. so fair  And the scenes I've so long dwelt amid,—I know I have been an annoyance and care  Like a naughty refractory kid.

But vain are regrets.—So why let them tend  Toward the past?—Let ill memories flee! Yet this will I say: Dr. Nichols—Kind friend  I thank you for your kindness to me. And I hope the Good Father who rules over all  By an all-wise and infinite plan May guide and bless you, what e're may befall— And rich blessings send down to the San.The San Poetess.